My mother gave birth at the age of 82, although my father had died 27 years ago. When I demanded that I tell myself who the baby's father was, he revealed a family secret that he had hidden for 34 years and that left me horrified...

What was it, Mom?

Look at Lily.

“The hope that one day I could hold a small part of my Emily in my arms.

And every time I see my 83-year-old mother hugging little Lily, I think about how life sometimes creates stories that not even the most overflowing imagination could invent.

This is the story of our family, the story of an extraordinarily rare and exceptional pregnancy from a medical point of view, and of a mother who never stopped missing her daughter for thirty-four years.

What would you do if you found that a new life of a child you lost could still be born, but bringing that life into the world meant putting your own health at risk?